As I type, it's a few minutes after 9pm on a Monday night. I'm sitting in a lawn chair under one of our oak trees, typing on the lap top, and listening to the girls talking to the neighbor boy as they all jump on the trampoline next door. The other neighbor kids just went home after a spirited firefly search. There are fireworks going off all over the neighborhood; lots of people are just too excited to wait for the 4th!
The kids were at Grandma's today, two houses down the road. I saw them playing in her backyard when I went back to water the fruit trees and weed the garden. I did some cleaning and garden work today, then spent a good chunk of the afternoon reading in a comfy chair in the yard and watching the world go by. Grandma brought the kids up the hill around 4pm, along with some cucumbers from their garden. She left with some of our zucchini.
Life has been so quiet and slow and fulfilling the last few months. There have been crazy, stressful times, too (I'm thinking mostly of the van break-downs and the stress of selling the old house) but the good times have outweighed the bad 10-to-1. I wish I was a better writer so I could more clearly explain the peace we've found here.
It's nearly time to go in. The fireworks are letting up and the mosquitos are biting. Tomorrow it will all start again. I savor this day and look forward to the next.
Monday, June 30, 2008
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